I Reborn as a God Within a Statue, And You Ask Me to Enslave All Gods?-Chapter 94 --The Twelve Monstrous Titans

As countless speculations surged through Owen’s mind, one thing became abundantly clear—this realm was far more complex than he had imagined.

"We human deities keep growing stronger, and it seems this plane is changing in response..."

Owen’s expression turned grave. Since becoming a 2-Star Ancient God, he had gained access to information previously hidden from him—and the more he learned, the more he sensed the hostility the Will of the Plane harbored toward human deities.

He couldn’t say exactly why that hostility existed, but it was undeniably real.

Before, his Godhood rank had been too low to even sense a being like the Will of the Plane.

And if it weren’t for the fusion with the Core Crystal—a mysterious and powerful artifact—he might never have attracted its attention.

But now that he had absorbed the Core Crystal, his combat limit had been broken. Within his domain, he could unleash strength comparable to a tier-8 beginner awakener.

Feeling the divine might surging within him, Owen’s figure turned into a golden stream of light and soared into the howling storm clouds above.

The moment he appeared there, thick clouds from all directions surged in, wrapping around him and forming a ripple-like prison.

And surrounding that cage were the twelve massive giants who had previously vanished—each like a towering mountain, encircling him and gazing down with cold, emotionless eyes.

Though humanoid in shape, these giants were clearly far from human.

Mystic runes glowed across their porcelain-white skin, which looked more like polished jade than flesh.

Each held a long spear wreathed in elemental storms, their spearheads sharp as frozen stars—all aimed directly at Owen in the center.

"Defier of the Will of the Plane... You are hereby sentenced to death by a thousand spears!"

Their ancient, thunderous voices seemed to echo from across eternity, resonating through the void like a divine decree.

Their eyes—already devoid of emotion—were now filled only with murderous intent. Then, as one, they hurled their spears down at Owen!

Whoosh! Whoosh!

As their spears descended, the howling gales of the world grew even more violent, carrying a sense of mourning—as if the heavens were preparing a funeral for Owen.

He instantly felt countless wind blades slicing toward him from all directions, each as sharp as a river of knives.

Sparks erupted from his skin as the blades clashed against him.

Owen’s expression turned steely. The way the giants spoke was strange—especially their mention of the Will of the Plane, which made his heart skip a beat.

The Will of the Plane had truly noticed him.

But... was it here to destroy him? Or simply to contain the presence of deities like him?

These giants had declared him a defier of the Will—but he couldn’t see how anything he had done would have harmed the plane itself...

"I don’t care what you are, or what the Will of the Plane wants. This is my domain—Heaven’s Veil is under my control!"

"Cause trouble here, and you die!"

Owen instantly gathered his focus. Golden divine might surged from his body, and the blinding radiance made him look like a sun no one could gaze upon.

The approaching wind blades were instantly burned away by his golden light—

Radiance of All, a divine defensive art that neutralized spells and techniques.

With the winds dispersed, Owen’s mind sharpened. Just as the spears neared, he clenched his hand—

an eruption of magma-like flame burst from the sky, incinerating the heavens above.

Compressed to the extreme, the flames flowed like molten eyes across the void, dyeing the clouds blood-red.

The horrifying heat caused cracks to form even on the giants’ jade-like skin.

Sensing death drawing near, the twelve giants were forced to redirect their spears to intercept the incoming flames.

BOOM! BOOM!

The battlefield erupted with thunderous clashes.

Then came the sound of shattering spears.

The giants were undoubtedly powerful, but they were facing someone who had broken through his limits—a 2-Star Ancient God far beyond the norm!

The ultra-compressed divine flames he unleashed were laced with a primordial incinerating force, capable of reducing all things to ash.

Even the titanic spears melted upon contact—vaporized without a trace.

Now unhindered, the flames surged forward and engulfed the twelve giants, setting them ablaze.

The burning giants tried everything to extinguish the fire—but no matter what they did, they couldn’t suppress the terrifying inferno.

Soon after—

The massive bodies of the twelve giants crumbled into ash and scattered to the wind.

But the divine fire did not fade.

Instead, it compressed and coalesced, forming a crimson pearl that shot into Owen’s brow.

Within that bead was the residual will of the twelve giants—and their deep understanding of the element of wind.

By absorbing it, Owen not only gained a better grasp of the element of wind, but since wind fuels fire, his comprehension of divine flame also improved.

"Those twelve giants were each as strong as a tier-6 awakener. Together, they could’ve easily challenged a tier-7. Any normal 2-Star Ancient God would’ve fallen here.

Too bad... I’ve already broken my limits."

Owen whispered to himself.

If his combat ceiling hadn’t been shattered, there would’ve been no way to wipe out the twelve giants so effortlessly.

Now that they were gone, the stormy sky returned to stillness. The raging gales dissipated as if they had never existed.

Owen returned to the divine statue.

Outside the temple, Tommy stood in utter shock.

Even though the giants had disappeared quickly, he had seen it—twelve terrifying titans standing in the clouds.

Each one exuded such overwhelming pressure that he had trembled just looking at them.

And yet, those monsters were burned to ashes in a sea of divine fire—the sky itself split by searing brilliance.

The scene reverted to normal, as though nothing had happened.

"Deus Initium... It must have been the great Deus Initium who intervened!"

Tommy had clearly sensed the divine majesty within the flames.

That aura—it was Deus Initium.

And Deus Initium favored fire-based god skills—there was no doubt the divine inferno came from him.

Deus Initium had once again protected them.

Had he not intervened, even one of those giants could have flattened their village with ease.

"O Great Deus Initium, your humble devotee praises and exalts you! You’ve granted us yet another day of peace!"

As Tommy knelt before the temple in devout worship, Thomas and the others joined in with solemn reverence. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

Their voices joined together in a harmonious resonance.

Soon, more villagers from across the settlement also began kneeling in prayer.

Even those living far away in Desert Wasteland Village sensed the presence of the terrifying giants—and followed suit in worship.

Compared to the dark gods they had faced before, these giants were far more terrifying—

Yet they, too, fell before Deus Initium.

"The deity of mankind truly does watch over us—with divine fire, he scorches away all dark gods and evil!"

"We must have been placed here by Deus Initium himself, freed from the barren desert by his divine power!"

"This land—with its rivers, mountains, and fertile soil—feels like Heaven itself!"

Even the villagers who had once known little of Deus Initium now bowed devoutly under the guidance of Mayor Hibrael.

Having witnessed his divine might time and again, all doubts about Deus Initium vanished.

To believe in Deus Initium was to receive his protection—

This belief surged higher than ever in their hearts.

In that moment, faith in Deus Initium soared like never before.

Everyone truly believed—he could protect them...

And he had given them a new, better life.